For the record: Theatre in Manhattan starts at 7pm on Tuesday nights. So even if you hassle your waiter to get back to you fast with the check and you arrive with 25 minutes to spare (presuming the curtain's at 8 like every other night of the week except Monday of course) you're still going to miss the first 35 minutes and wonder why the whole place is so quiet when you arrive at will call only to be hushed and ushered in (generously, I thought) where you can stand at the back and watch the first half of Equus unfold.
And good thing too if your seats are like ours -- just four rows from the stage but all catywompus (sic?) and off to the side where you have to perform a gestalt and fill in the faces and bits of stage that you can no longer see.
But you will manage to squeeze in all the naked bits quite nicely, and it won't be nearly as creepy to see Daniel Radcliffe, aka Harry Potter, work his way through that difficult chapter of adolescence where one feels compelled to commit strange and unexpected acts with and against horses, as you thought it might be.
And it will certainly give you plenty to talk about over that second glass of wine after the show, when you aren't talking about binary oppositions and whether or not the thing they were wrestling over was worth the wrestle.
Equus tonight in previews with Daniel Radcliffe, Richard Griffiths, and the inimitable @karigeltemeyer.
Posting by cameraphone from Midtown when I should really probably be sleeping instead.
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I will be thinking about this one for a long time, and I suppose that's the mark of a good play. It has me all conflicted.
So lovely to see you! Safe travels, my friend.
Ohhhhhh, you got to see KG and talk about Eugene Levy AND take in a Broadway play? I'm a squee bit jealous.
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